Текст песни The RedLand - The Rain

I'd love to see you in the rain
When the cards are not falling your way
And your skies are so gray
And all that you have is your pain
I'd love to see you in the rain
When the cards are not falling your way
And your skies are so gray
And all that you have is your pain
I'd love to see you in the rain

I'd love to see you in the rain

I'd love to see you in the rain

And it's pouring now
Somebody took your sunshine with no warning now
So you put your walls up, they keep falling now
Tell me can you hear the Grim Reaper calling out
So tell me what would you do
When you hearing on the news a hurricane coming through
A president he don't put in the order
Had to wade in the water when you're tryna save your daughter
I know it's on the TV screen
And I know that to you it my seem
Like another show that you could go change the channel
But really though could you go and get a handle of reality
'Cause this could be your book to you
Don't care about the people who don't look like you
And I know it's hard to understand our pain
It's insane, little has changed
I'd love to see you in the rain

When the cards are not falling your way
And your skies are so gray
And all that you have is your pain
I'd love to see you in the rain
When the cards are not falling your way
And your skies are so gray
And all that you have is your pain
I'd love to see you in the rain

See you handle success but what about the rest
What if you lost your last all of excess
Would you still give praise does it say God bless
Maybe rough times will lead you in a APS
You know what they say that a smoker never quits
When he loses all his chips it's right back to cigarettes
Blinded by the lights like it was fate this thinking
You could beat the house because that's just another myth
So you won a couple hands and you on top of the world
But lady luck is such, a promiscuous girl
But when you separate like Jennifer and Brad
Would you still give thanks for everything you had
Or would you turn anikon cause the jedi made you mad
That's what's separate the dropouts from the grands
And that's what separates the superstars from the fans
Clear skies or thunderstorms I'ma have my pen and pad